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GRAVEYARD
GRAVEYARD
Abruptly, you come to. The sun is hot on your back, but there's the gentle lapping of cool water on your feet and legs as you regain your consciousness. Beneath you is sand - lots and lots of sand, some of it wet, the majority of it dry and burning. You hear the sound a seagull crying from somewhere up above you, and you can smell and almost taste the tang of salt in the air. You've found yourself washed up on what appears to be some kind of tropical island - one of your hands is gripping your clamshell, even if you didn't have it in your hand before you died. It's bright and well-lit, and there's the sound of voices from somewhere a ways away from the beach. Lastly, as you sit up, if you had some kind of supernatural power before coming here, you notice one thing in particular - that power that you were so familiar with before it vanished upon your awakening inside the hotel? It's back. Welcome to paradise. You won't be leaving here any time soon.
2. The graveyard has its very own location page. You can check it out over here to see what kind of shenanigans your characters can get up to while on the island. 3. Additionally, powers are now available. While some may still be nerfed if they are too game breaking, most characters will wake up to find that the majority of their powers have been reactivated. Should you have any questions or concerns about this, don't hesitate to contact us. |
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You would.
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[................. still, he's kind of gritting his teeth because,]
What does it take, then? To be able to freely share information here? Does it have to be that?
[HE'LL DO IT, HE'LL TAKE ONE FOR THE TEAM]
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[SMILES.]
The more sex I have, the stronger I get. It's, like, my fuel. Will it be enough for me to get past that stupid censorship crap? Maaaaybe. Only one way to find out!
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Alright. I'm at your disposal, then.
[can't believe this life]
Within reason.
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How do you feel about sex on the beach?
[me, inwardly screaming: please don't do this right here]
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[but he's??? looking like he's gonna start peeling his wet clothes off???]
[he's not saying no, britt, this is what you've wrought]
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We can put a towel down if you're worried.
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It's better than nothing.
[he opens one of the pouches around his waist and- oh, huh, right, they probably emptied them during trial, he glances over at Polly]
Condoms?
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I mean, suuuure, if you're worried about getting an STD from a ghost. Or knocking me up. Neither of which can happen.
But hey, safe sex is a kink for some?
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It makes cleaning up easier.
[and lazy?! lazy's also a factor, actually?!]
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[a condom appears from the ether and falls into Aizawa's hand]
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[... as he starts working with the wrapper,]
What all can you create with that? Is it creation or are you just pulling it from somewhere else?
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[i'm so sorry you have to deal with this idiot ghost]
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[listen we are all full of sorry here]
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[i would like to DIE]
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[REGRETTABLY, he's still going along with this and you know he's gonna gripe about the sand later. Also please don't ask him to stick it in your mystery hyperspace ass.]
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but we're just gonna fade this one to black because irl is probably going to get busy for me soon and i'd rather not leave them dangling with shrodinger's anal]